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Who Is Illegal?

Updated on January 14, 2016

Before you read this piece (and thank you if you take the time) you must know that this is not a political statement because I support strong immigration laws. That being said, this is about the distinction between nationalism and the heart of an individual. For we are now the indigenous tribe and we object to those who are not here legally. Fair enough. But our history has glorified conquest and I am trying to gain the perspective of one who can read the truth of the past and not make judgments but at the same time not revel in what is wrong. This is a poets view of life; not a lawyers or a Republicans or a Democrats....

Columbus, Balboa, Cortez and Magellan
Were they explorers or illegal aliens?
In glory today they receive their honor
While those who migrate live undercover
With guns, cannons and disease
The conquerors roamed as they pleased
Cloaked in robes and the King James Bible
Their preachers blessed their triumphant arrival
And what God once spoke to his chosen people
Provided a mandate to kill and erect a steeple
A book of peace was used to justify genocide
As each man believed the words were his guide
Encomienda or slavery no matter the etymology
The rights of others were disposed of all too easily
Where pride has no will to understand the poor
The poor will suffer over what pride will ignore
Because a savage has no divine right
A civilized man can justify his might
They say history is written by the winners
While the vanquished are labeled as the sinners
And while destiny was manifest in further expansion
The King extracted resources under threat of sedition
And those who once conquered a new land
Were suddenly oppressed by their once royal hand
And what rights did they avail of themselves
That they denied those who preceded their travels?
To take from the bankers what was taken from the tribes
Was of no consequence as they called upon their scribes
To declare a nation unto themselves and forever to be ruled
By a new law as they trampled over those they did not include
And so the race was on from sea to shining sea
As what man became is what man decided to be
Writing laws as fast as they sacked those they would rule
Their borders were written in ink because they were no fools
And when the lock was set in place north southeast and west
America became a place they believed God had blessed
But who believes in such a tale and who spins this type of yarn?
Is it for those who live in fear or for those who fill their barn?
For what God of a time that could not contemplate such a land
Would forget that a carpenter had already waved his hand?
What God would forget the sermon on the mount
When the poor walked in bare feet too many to count?
As you contemplate these words does it draw forth anger
Or remind that we cannot steal the promise of the manger?
For whatever God in which you believe remember this well
The poor and the oppressed are not the ones reserved for hell
You may take your leave of history’s true story of the conquered
But as you accuse those standing on the wrong side of the border
Know there may come a day where you may be out of favor
And then we will know what you believe and who is your savior

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      The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @Simba - I hope we can all find some answers man...

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      Simba73 5 years ago from UK

      Hows it going mate ? you have asked some great questions with that write, in fact questions that fill my head a lot !!!

      Simba

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      The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @Simba - Thanks man and howdy from "across the pond."

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      Simba73 5 years ago from UK

      This is great well worth the read, we have so many parallel views my friend voting up !!!!

      Simba

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      The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you HSchneider... I added a preface to the piece to explain my sentiments and the purpose of them.... I expect that some will not like my poem.... it has no purpose other than to rearrange our perspectives and give life a deeper look....

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      Howard Schneider 5 years ago from Parsippany, New Jersey

      Beautiful sentiments, The Suburban Poet. I agree with al of it. Those that point accusatory fingers at so called "illegals" should be careful. What goes around, comes around. Bravo for this piece.